“Where are you going?” Donni asked timidly, literally shaking in her boots.

“Hunting,” Susan snarled and stalked out.

It only took a single phone call to find her. The Le Montrose Suites.
One of Francesca’s favorite playgrounds, and of course, Susan had
remembered. Susan shoved the car into gear, and took the first of
several corners, tires squealing, engine racing. She wasn’t sure what
Francesca’s game was, but she wasn’t about to let her take Jenny as a
pawn. She still wasn’t certain what she was going to do by the time she
pulled up in front of the hotel and tossed her keys to the valet.
“Leave the motor running,” she ordered, “I won’t be long.” Her cold
blue eyes made sure that the valet did as told.

“Yes ma’am,” the valet tipped his finger to his cap and parked the car
nearby, standing by the driver’s door until his customer returned.

Susan ducked into the restroom to tidy up, brushing her hair, touching
up her lipstick. She could only hope the clerk on duty wasn’t the same
one who checked Francesca in. She stepped back out into the lobby, and
sauntered up to the desk, rummaging in her purse.

The young clerk rushed over, eager to help. “I’m sorry,” Susan purred.
“I seem to have misplaced my room key. Can you give me a spare?”

“Well, I”

Susan cut in, “Francesca Wolff.”

“Ms. Wolff, normally.”

Susan fixed the young woman with her eyes, let the sexual heat flare as
she reached out and stroked the girl’s hand. “I can assure you, I
wouldn’t want to get you in any trouble.” Susan’s voice took on a *****
quality, soothing and cooing her prey right into the palm of her hand,
just where she adored them.

The girl’s pupils dilated and she felt her pulse start to race. “Well.”

“I probably left my other one in the room. I promise I’ll bring the
spare right back.” Susan lowered her eyes, and then leveled another
heated look at the girl. “What time do you get off? I thought we might
go for a drink afterwards.” Susan offered,

“Uh uh, eleven o’clock.” The girl stated, her eyes lowering automatically.

“Fine!” Susan brightened. “That’s enough time for me to freshen up then.”

“Y-y-yes, of course.” The clerk went to the drawer and pulled out a
master key to Francesca’s suite. “Here you go.” She smiled at Susan,